Starr Cochran

I often ask couples how they met. A glance across a crowded room. A shift from friendship to something deeper.

Recently a young man interested in me as an older woman, reached out to me through a dating app.

What are you looking for?

Do you think you’ll ever get married again?

I see your fingers poised over the text screen of the guy who has been rocking your world. He’s the one. You had the most amazing connection. OMG!

Love on the other hand…lots more moving parts. And the more time we have on this planet, the greater number of those parts.

It had been a long time. The passion once felt waned for a hundred different reasons perhaps like many other relationships after years of being together and yet apart

I felt old. The kind of old where every day was interchangeable. A cup of coffee. Walk the dog. Work. Lunch. Work. Make dinner. Watch TV. Go to bed.